Enter Banjo

Exit Soondoong. Our rabbit ‘friend’ has moved away to terrorize another foreigner. Hooray! My furniture and electrical cords are safe! Given enough time who knows what other ways he could find to pester me. It was unfortunate that his original owner was not helpful in finding him another home. A bit frustrating since Bethany was doing him a fairly large favor of caring for the rabbit while he studies in America. Maybe he didn’t care as much as he claimed because it wasn’t until Bethany took Soondoong to the vet that we found out that he is actually a she.

Enter Banjo. I write this post with a sleeping calico kitten in my lap. We call her Banjo. Bethany had quite an eventful night of spontaneous kitten purchases and nose piercing this weekend. We had talked about fostering a cat, but Bethany couldn't resist the little old lady selling kittens in the subway. Though Banjo has been a Bethallie resident for only a day, the two of us have gotten along much better than Soondoong and I ever did. She is a bit of a scardy kitten, but if you get her purring with an ear rub first she will gladly play with your fingers for hours…until she passes out mid finger nibble…

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